Friday, July 20, 2012

Twincredibles: they don't crawl the same way.

For the last few weeks or so, we have been noticing an uptick in the proficiency of baby locomotion. First it was Cowboy urging himself forward with kind of a frog-hopping kind of thing. Then it was Tiger with a kind of fierce rolling over and over and around to get places. Now, Tiger has perfected the soldier crawl (Grandma calls it an "elbow crawl").

Last night, I decided I needed to capture this on video. I swear, it's like each baby is it's own individual and does what it wants. Trippy, right?

I uploaded two videos (one each) of the boys demonstrating their crawls yesterday (but didn't share it cuz I'm selfish and/or lazy). Later that night, I see that Grandma posted two different videos of the same thing to Facebook.

Deciding that I better not let Grandma steal all the thunder, that I had better put my videos up on the blog: I present, for your viewing pleasure, my videos of Cowboy and then Tiger crawling in their unique styles.

 Cowboy:

Tiger:


That's all I have for today but for 45 seconds of viewing, you can change your life forever. Or just watch cute kids crawling. Whatever.

Cheers,
Cory

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

That one time he posted at midnight.

It's been entirely too long since you've gotten a blog from me, period.  But I don't think I've ever done a post this late in the evening before. Even when Joy was pregnant, I was able to sleep until 4 AM before whatever it was woke me up. Now, I have at least two more things that wake me up.

You know...THESE guys:

Right now, I have Cowboy on the floor next to me. He woke up crying at 11:30. I tried to calm him down in the recliner but no dice. I try putting him back in the crib with a pacifier and again no dice. He's not tired right now so I have him laying on the man cave floor.

About 5 minutes ago, he let's fly with an epic burp. In the context of a mostly dark room with only the faint glow of the monitor before more, it was almost other-worldly.

"That's my boy" was the first natural thought.

This is the first time this has happened  in a while. The boys have become very good as of late with sleeping from 7:30 PM to 7:00 AM with nary a peep.

In other news, events of the 2nd Movements are closely monitored since they happen fairly infrequently. One of my friends had posted to Facebook that she was learning about "baby poop" so I thought to chime in with some of my observations.  The she mentioned that her first child was a clockwork regular pooper. She said her child pooped three times a day at 4 hour intervals for over a year as an infant. I could not believe it. I mean, you live with what you know because you don't know any better, but 3 poops a day for over a year?!? I was astounded. Still kind of am, I guess, since I dedicated a whole paragraph to another person's baby poop story.

But please note, that does not mean I want to hear MORE baby poop  stories. I get enough quips from people just taking them through the mall. Since I'm now Mr. Twincredible, I like to see what people say to me when I walk past them. Because it's twin baby boys, I often get approached (Ladies, back off, I'm taken!). Most people comment on how much work it looks like it is or how cute they are (much rarely it is stated as to how cute I am).  I won't forget what happened as I was exiting Arrowhead Mall a couple of months ago, and a mid-40s woman walks up to me and says, "Wow, you got the easy ones."

I kinda look at her incredulously and she follows up with,"Yeah, I have two sets (of twins). Boys are easier."

I stood there for a half second while I processed that. So far, that stands as the "top oneupmanship" comment that I've heard. I'm not sure oneupmanship is a real word but at 12:05 AM on Wednesday, I don't much care.

OK, now onto the pictures and hopefully I can get Cowboy back the heck to sleep.

Tiger chews on the strap for his high chair. He's got four teeth now.

Cowboy shows off his big blue eyes.

Cowboy splashes in the water in mid-June. The boys...they love the water.

Tiger shows off his winning look in the pool.

Cowboy splashes near Mommy.

Tiger might be getting wore out.

Just teasing!

Lately my glasses and my beard are attractants to babies' hands.

I get everybody's faces headed the right direction and a cute shot is captured.
Well, I think that's enough from the desk of Mr. Twincredible.

Cheers,
Cory

Friday, June 22, 2012

Twincredibles hit the pool!

So a couple of weeks ago, we finally took the plunge and put the kids in the pool.

We've lived in this house since September 2007, and in that time, I can count on my two hands how many times we've used the pool. However, if I contrast that with amount of time I've spent maintaining the pool then it gets ridiculous. I have probably spent on average 30 minutes once a week maintaining the pool.

But we have a pool, we have babies, and we were going to put them in the pool. We got the boys in their swimsuits, got them to wear their sunglasses and grabbed some floaties (which are toys, not life-saving devices kiddos, FYI). We mobilized the towels and sunblock and headed outside.

Now, some of you are familiar with the weather here in Arizona. Well, a few weeks ago, it was above 100 degrees with no humidity. Well, our pool and deck stays in the sun for most of the day, so that supposed "cool deck" was very hot so we wore our flip flops to the edge of the pool.

I went in the water first and then Joy handed me a child. She then stepped in with the other. We're playing around with them and their kicking and stuff and Joy says,"You really should go get your camera".

I think that's a brilliant idea so I put Cowboy in a floatie and then put Tiger in a floatie and Joy retains possession. I quickly towel off and run in a grab my small point-and-shoot and a Ziploc bag. I put the camera in the Ziploc and head outside.

I snapped away with the camera in the bag and without the bag.

Basically, taking those kids into the pool for the first time made all the time and money spent to keep the pool in good condition seem like the best investment ever.

We will be adding a pool fence to the pool in the next couple of weeks and we'll have a water safety program but I'm sure there's always more to be done in the name of safety. We'll just have to smart about it and stuff.

OK, so onto the pictures:

Cowboy chillaxes properly in the pool 

Mom and her boys.

Tiger is pretty amazed, like, "Dude!"

Tiger splashes in his floatie. They kicked and swatted at all the water.

Tiger looks over at Mom and Cowboy


Picture from inside the Ziploc bag as Tiger makes a look and Mom looks on.

Sealing the ziploc, I have a submersible digital camera. It's very blue down under the water.

Cowboy laughs at Daddy

Daddy hangs on to Cowboy as he starts to kick away.

Legs in motion.

Legs churning.

Cowboy is getting tired and lays back.
 The following week, we went into the pool again.
Cowboy looks around.

Tiger works on his "Ladies" look.

Having fun, Cowboy splashes and kicks

Both boys heads are aligned in the same direction, I think this was when Joy was doing her firedancing dance.

I pose with my boys!
Cheers,
Cory

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Dances with Twincredibles

Yesterday, I worked from home in the morning and then took care of the boys in the afternoon. MIL fixed Pot Roast for us (MIL, FIL, and me) for lunch. It was delightful and then I kicked them out.

Earlier in the morning, I had to get some work done on the Thunderchicken (apparently, periodically, brakes need to be replaced).

I also got the yearly A/C check done on our home's HVAC units. Finally, I also worked on the pool, getting it ready for the first family dip. It should be delightful.

After all that and lunch, the boys were awake and since they are the Twincredibles, they were ready to party. I pulled out the camera and put the 50 MM fixed lens on the camera and started snapping...pictures.

Tiger is still rolling. Here, he is near the patio door.

Even closer. 

Tiger playing in the jumperoo. He's just barely containing himself.

Cowboy is just not sure. He's playing but I think he was tired.

Yeah, probably tired.

Maybe not. He liked spinning the thing his hand is on. Yeah, I speak the English done real good.

There's a smile.
For this final picture, I need to set the situation. Joy had already gone to bed and so I was playing on the computer and went to look in on the boys while they slept. I didn't turn on any lights but I could tell that Tiger was sleeping funny. I ran back to the table to grab my camera, turn it and the bounce flash on, and then approached the crib. Since it's the 50 MM lens, I had to be sufficiently far enough away to get the picture. I slowly depressed the shutter to autofocus the lens, and I had to do that a couple times before it put the asleep Tiger in proper focus (rather than say the giraffe). Finally I fully pressed the shutter and the flash popped off the ceiling and I got this image of Tiger sleeping with his head to the right and his entire rest of his body to the left. It might not look comfortable to you or I but he was snoring soundly.
This picture is going to come in handy, I think.
I wanted to get a picture of Cowboy too but apparently the flash startled him a little and so I didn't think I could get him "asleep".

Cheers,
Cory

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Twincredibles - Seven Months Old

The Twincredibles are 7 months old. That's freaking incredible. 

They went from this...
A few days old
 To this:
Seven months old
It's been really incredible. They have not yet started crawling yet but they are really close. 

As you can tell from the last entry, they are eating "solid" foods. So far, we haven't had any epic pictures of food on their face but that doesn't mean that their father doesn't mess with them.

I was feeding Tiger one day (I think it was avocado) and he wasn't eating with gusto. So I took the spoon and put the concave part (with the avocado) on his nose. He had a wonderful spoon shaped glop of food on his nose. It was glorious and I couldn't stop laughing. 

As I said, they aren't crawling yet but that doesn't mean they don't get into trouble. 

The other day, I had the boys on the living room rug (where the play gyms are). Tiger was in a bouncer (and thus couldn't move very far) and Cowboy was on the playgym. I noticed that he had rolled himself so that he was almost completely under the coffee table. Another time in the living room, Tiger nearly got himself stuck under the TV armoire. 

I don't really know what to do when they can really crawl. 

The baby corral can only do so much:
100 SF of rolling around space, and where is Tiger? Right on top of Cowboy, of course.

See, this is actually a complete corral but we were using other furniture to complete the corral in this picture.
They doesn't stop them from being completely adorable. Here's the boys giving the "Hello, Ladies" look to the camera:
Tiger smiles nice and big with a subtle pointing of the finger at the camera. 

Cowboy's all like, "Yeah, I know I'm cute."

Cowboy looks at Tiger seating in the bumbo.

Tiger's amazed while Cowboy wonders about Tiger's cowlick.
Well, I think that is all for now.

Cheers,
Cory

Friday, May 4, 2012

Eating Sweet Peas...not a favorite

The last week or so we have been feeding the boys green sweet peas. And it's literally been hit or miss.

Hit:
Tiger is not overjoyed with the peas (lest we forget the sweet potatoes) but he'll eat them just fine.


Miss:
Cowboy, on the other hand, gags on them. He does not enjoy them at all.
So here's the list of the foods we've tried and their reactions. I'm providing this list so you know what to buy the kids for Star Wars Day (May the 4th...as in May the Fourth be with you):

  • Sweet Potatoes (Do I really need to reiterate this?) - Loved them
  • Rice Cereal w/Formula - indifferent but will eat it.
  • Butternut Squash - Not as great as sweet potatoes but enjoyed them.
  • Green Sweet Peas - sometimes one or both will eat them but most nights, Cowboy's reaction is typical.
From what Joy read, we'll have to try this foods again later because their tastes and palates change (and then they get teeth too). So nothing is confirmed. But gosh, Cowboy's reaction is priceless:


Cheers,
Cory

Saturday, April 28, 2012

A story of last night

I'm hoping that this is going to be an epic entry. We'll see. I'll tell the story and you be the judge.

We have recently been giving the Twincredibles solid foods. Well, not solid per se, but completely pureed into a liquefied state. It's kind of amazing to see normal foods transformed into brightly colored mashes like sweet potatoes and butternut squash. 

We started them on rice cereal first that was fortified with their formula. We did that at 7 PM every night for a week. And then we started on sweet potatoes. You can probably remember how big a fan Tiger is of sweet potatoes. Well, then last week, we started them on butternut squash. 

One other thing has been happening since we started feeding them solid foods. Tiger has been reluctant to poop. If he was doing Morse Code in his diaper, it would be a series of 'S"...OK, let me clear, he's been dotting his diaper. You know, the kind of diapers that makes you think that you did not get your money's worth out of said diaper. 

Well, the last couple of days, he's been expressing himself and wriggling around a lot so we kind of figured out that he was constipated. We had been giving him about an ounce of prune juice in his 8 PM bottle every night for several months now. Just to help things along as it were. Well, we noticed it wasn't really working for him. So lately we have been giving him a little water and straight prune juice (if you were to order in a bar, it would be "prune juice, straight up, neat").

Yesterday, he was not having a very good day. He cried almost constantly and the only way to keep him calm was to walk him around. Grandma and Grandpa said that they may have to get new shoes for as much as they walked him yesterday. Grandma gave him an ounce of prune juice yesterday morning. I gave him an ounce and a half before we fed him the butternut squash. He ate pretty well and we got the final bottle started.

As I'm feeding him the bottle, I notice his stomach is very hard. Like he was *backed up*. So I stop feeding him because I don't think that will help and I massage his stomach and work his legs for a little bit. He's not really fussy but he isn't real happy either. Joy puts Cowboy to sleep in the crib and I bring Tiger in the man cave while I play Skyrim. 
"No, officer, these aren't mine. I'm holding them for a friend."
He stays quiet for a while until he finally starts crying. I probe the edge of his diaper. Before I quite get a finger in there, I can see that the edge of the diaper is discolored. So I know.

I put him down on the blanket and go grab some wipes and a fresh diaper, thinking that this is going to be a manageable affair. I get down on the floor with the supplies and then unsnap his onesie and undo the diaper. I barely get the front flap pulled up when I see that he has released his inner demons. I quickly get the diaper covered back up, walk back towards the nursery and changing table, call to Joy telling her that she has *GOT* to see this. 

We stage the patient on the changing table and Joy backs me up with some wipes at the ready. I undo the diaper again and then we see that his undercarriage is unwipeable. We wipe off what we can but there's just. so. much. 

I decide he's going to take a bath. I carry him (with his onesie still half-on) into the bathroom and Joy asks me if we use the small tub or not. I say no, I'm going to put him in the main tub. I have him corralled with one arm as I wrestle the water taps to get the water the right temp. This, of course, takes forever because I have a half-naked, half-pooped baby in one arm and I'm testing the water with my other hand. I finally get the water to a good temp and put him in there. I finally get the onesie off (with one hand!). Joy hands me a washcloth and we are able to get the poop washed off his undercarriage and legs and feet. I then quickly soap him up and wash off his body after the "code brown" water had been evacuated. Joy's ready with a towel and I hand her a wet but clean baby.

I clean up myself and wash my hands and arms while Joy dries off and clothes Tiger. During this time, with all the shenanigans ongoing, Cowboy had woken up. We had to calm him down and were successful. We had to calm Tiger down too from his dash to the bath. But after some time with their pacifiers they quieted down and went to sleep. 

I walked out of the nursery with Joy behind me. She softly closed the door and we quietly laughed and went "Wow!"

All's well that ends well though. Joy and her mother went to the PVMOM spring sale and so I had the boys this morning. I grabbed our alternate stroller and took the boys on a brief walk after their morning 
Cowboy and Tiger looking super cute in their very own Jeep...stroller.
Cheers,
Cory